We have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. Meanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling. II Corinthians 5:1-2
It’s a done deal.
At the end of June, the sale of my father’s house was complete.
Documents were signed, funds released, and the ownership of my childhood home was transferred to another family. (See recent post, The Key to My Father’s House).
Cue sound of front door slowly creaking to a close ...
House closing? How appropriate.
While it's an answer to collective prayer among my siblings for the house to sell quickly while it was still a seller's market, I still ache. I expect I always will experience a twinge of sorrow when I recall the reality of it all.
I began to wonder at underlying reasons for the difficulty in letting go of what is merely a physical structure with a definitive address located on a quiet neighborhood street in southwest Houston.
“It's hard because it holds many special memories.”
My default response—repeatedly offered up by well-meaning sympathizers—no longer satisfied.
Memories aren't required to be contained in a house in order for us to enjoy them.
There's more to this subtle groaning.
"It was the gathering place."
The fragile reality trailed out on a withered sigh, my eyes watery when I uttered it.
This was the place where me and my family gathered.
It was a sure and certain, unchanging location, welcoming and safe and comfortable, an address I'd memorized from the time I was four.
It was lived in and cared for and enjoyed and, just … home.
Where will we stay now?
Where will our family celebrate?
Where will be sit and laugh about the time my brother hid in the cabinet beneath my parent’s bathroom sink and shut off the flow of water during their 25th wedding anniversary party—duly startled one wide-eyed guest when said brother got the stream flowing again?
Where will we ponder the goodness of the Lord to our family? The discipline and shenanigans (that brother again) and tears of joy—and sadness?
I am your gathering place.
In His kindness, God redirected my spiraling thoughts and turned them heavenward.
We're supposed to desire a gathering place with the people we consider family. We're supposed to be restless and a little achy here.
Because ... As long as we're at home in the body we are away from the Lord ... we would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord. II Corinthians 5:6, 8
There will be no closing on our eternal house—a gathering place in the presence of God.
While we wait for our sovereignly appointed move-in day, let's encourage one another with the promise that the gatherings God enables us to enjoy are only a reflection of the joy we’ll have in our forever home where we'll be fully clothed in a heavenly dwelling.
Do you have a place you typically gather with family? Or one that's no longer available to you?
How does the promise of our heavenly dwelling help you through difficult times of waiting?
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